The Movement (feat. Ajax Savage)

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Ajax Savage
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The Movement
Aha

Steppin' into any rapper's circle, I bet that I still have an edge
I get to rippin' the syllables until they turn into lyrical shreds
Nobody can do it like I do it homie, the cypher is here in my head
You better believe you can bet on the fact that I'm nicer with the pen
Than you can even imagine dude, these rhymes'll never end
Excuse my bit of an attitude and over-confidence
But I just happen to have had it with these elementary kids
They thinkin' they're sharp as a tack, no wonder they're just a couple of pricks
Fallen victim to complacency that stumbled upon a talent that in my brain doesn't exist
I insist you desist, lest you be subjected to my insidious whit
Translation for the simpletons, you idiots quit
Attrition will wear you down like your big brother's hideous kicks and
When my pen lays ink to the paper well, that's pretty much it
You better be looking for shelter because I'm about to start making it rain
There's nothing that you could do to prevent this inevitable hurricane
Katrina level destruction
And I ain't thinking of quitting until you put me in your discussion and
In order to find me then you can just follow the strings above these puppets
So get rid of your rhyme book, just give it to me
I'm in desperate need of something to wipe my butt with
All I need you to see is I don't even bleed, if you cut me you'll a-b-c
That you just set the genius free
Cause these letters get injected intravenously and
Never has the alphabet inconvenienced me and when two letters get together
I'm a mean MC
But really I'm just a wordsmith that's cursed with
An aversion to what is referred to as the rap game
It's turning into a circus and that makes me the person
With the purpose to divert your, attention from these phony folks
That somehow got here first but, it won't take 'em long after I spit a couple verses
For them to come along beside Attrition on his journey
It would be a lie to say being famous isn't alluring
But that's not why I do it, wanna be the greatest and I wanna prove it
There is nothing I can intuit, there is nothing I can't improve at
So just like you working a spotlight, I suggest you follow The Movement

The rhymes keep trucking in
Like the time I tried to move
But had to be removed because the groove
Let loose but then
I make a beat again
Like it stains red
But it's good for ya
Make it smooth
And I'll tell you how I have been
The troubles never quite end
But some bubbly here and there
Never hurt in spurts
But it alerted me
With what's within
Where we wonder when
Wearing, withering, why
Can't I just keep doing
Day by day like it's a sin
Pay to play and pretend
Piling with peers and pulling
Polish over my vision
But ignoring the sense
I'm destroying gents so pardon my French
But f*ck off with it
I'm better with this hellbent content
With which i send
To the track is what I meant
At the heart is my expense
The lack of a start can be immense
But I'm taking off, making a dent
In the trenches, on this workbench
Winning in the clinch, I'm ready to transcend
Off with no limits, I'm tearing up on this minute
Paying the gods a visit with how these rhymes make it hurt but
You can't help but stay in it, the track meaner than a midget
Who can't stand to reach the the top of the fridge, consider me wicked
I'm sicker than women, anorexic to get them slimmer and fit in it, the smaller
Jeans so they can live to an image that's printed on the feministic magazines
I see these things it's unrealistic
But I'm the realist of the mystics
These rappers are inefficient
Zero is their coefficient
No hero in their exhibit
Lame any way you spin it
Fame isn't even the nearest
To their names I hear some crickets
To blame are their rhymes I'll take a piss on
Their metaphorical grave, cause I killed it
The psychological edge I have is beyond any skill
It's like I've fried them up for dinner
Grilled to a crisp
Can't you tell I'm hungry
Build up a legacy and get some money
But the fortune isn't necessary, neither the honeys
To make me fulfilled, my musical melodies are real
But when I'm rich I'll be happy to front the bill

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